We opened the cabin this weekend. Everyone works so hard to keep it the place you loved to be. We love to be there, too. I feel you there. Everywhere I look, everything my eyes touch, reminds me of you. The kids love it there. I hope you laugh when you hear little voices filling the place to the roof with giggles and never ending questions. But nothing makes me think of you more, makes me miss you as profoundly as when I see your pantoufles next to your side of the bed. I move them every time I vacuum but make sure I put them back exactly where you left them. It's been two years. And I miss you just the same.
Julie
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